a tree does not worry about whether or not it will grow,
it just grows,
no trees are the same,
no two paths are alike,
each one grows at its own pace,
we do not judge the trees for the twists and turns that they take in life,
we still think they are beautiful in every season,
just as you are my dearest,
you are truly one who is beautiful in every season.
from the first time i met you in the spring,
one with such excitement and passion as your leaves started to glow,
to the summer where excitement brings for the most of us,
yet you took another path, as one branch was twisted more than most,
to where the roots were damaged,
but you remained strong,
taking the time to heal,
being nourished by the sun and rain,
as you are one who will not give into pain,
but as autumn comes and it's everyone else's fall,
i cannot wait to see you rise once again,
to the bright enchanted self you are,
just as your old leaves turn brown and start to fall,
just like those tears of yours once did.
but remember, i am always here to support you,
to take care of you, and to be there for you until the end
for even if i knew the world would go into pieces tomorrow,
i would still plant my apple tree next to you and let it follow in your path,
as your story is more beautiful than the smile you give,
and just so you know,
i will be waiting to see what leaves will replace the ones of old.